The snow and ice melts, making a perfect backdrop for art.
Puddles hold secrets of last autumn.
I worked on a new painting this weekend, and found myself thinking and writing about a pond in the winter.
But instead of the words being on the pages of an art journal, I wrote them right on the painting's surface, and then a design started to form and stitches and shapes began to emerge.
Outside has been so still and quiet. Mist and rain chill the air. Inch by inch, moment by moment the snow melts, and the river I watch unfreezes.
On these days I feel like that pond. My heart lies still. Warm at it's core. Full and quiet. Waiting for life to burst forth.
Deep in the ponds water there IS life, next years dragonflies and water lilies. Tiny eggs waiting to hatch out lizzards and frogs and insects.
Deep in my heart I reflect.
There is a quiet wonder about these days of January.
Hi Roxanne,
I always come here when the house is quiet, usually late at night.
All the better to sit and fully soak up all that you present to us.
I'm never disapointed in the bounty,,,or the quality of the images, art, and words.
Magical,,,
Posted by: Babs | January 21, 2011 at 09:15 PM
nice reflections.
Posted by: Deborah Carr | January 21, 2011 at 06:46 PM
You really speak my language of texture and nature. Such beautiful images, words and art. Feel very rich
Hugs
Posted by: Patti | January 20, 2011 at 06:30 PM
You always post such beautiful photos. I adore the tiny ornate bottle in the last image.
Posted by: azirca | January 20, 2011 at 06:24 PM
I feel like I say the same thing every time I come by: Those images! Your words! Well, they always make me catch my breath.
Thanks!
xo
Posted by: L Marsh | January 20, 2011 at 04:41 PM
I love the textures and colors and the thoughts and words behind your work
Posted by: Donna Watson | January 19, 2011 at 09:11 PM
Just beautiful. Though early in the season, i can already feel the eagerness for spring to burst forth! But maybe, it's the energy I feel inside you. Beautiful pictures, elegant feel, and gorgeous story you've told. Smiles abound everywhere!
Posted by: jill zaheer | January 19, 2011 at 08:17 PM
I love the last two photos!!
Posted by: Amanda | January 19, 2011 at 07:00 PM
Both you and nature create the most beautiful of backgrounds!
Posted by: Seth | January 19, 2011 at 11:24 AM
I came here specifically looking for feathers
found them
in your beautiful work and surroundings.
x..x
Posted by: Stephanie | January 19, 2011 at 10:42 AM
this is all so beautiful roxanne... we were looking at water flowing under ice a couple of days ago - it's so amazing, what we see at this time of year. i think these *are* the days when our hearts lie still; growing and evolving in a very quiet way...
love you...
Posted by: lynne | January 18, 2011 at 07:40 PM
Yummo...
Have you ever written right on a leaf after you affix it? I keep wanting to do that.
those canvases!
Posted by: Chris | January 18, 2011 at 04:03 PM
gloriously beautiful work in image and word as always... sigh love coming to your place, Roxane, for a beauty break... xox
Posted by: caterina giglio | January 18, 2011 at 02:47 PM
Love the rusty square...
the texture and contrasts in your pics...
and the words on canvas.
A slice of quiet peaceful joy before the day begins. Lovely Roxanne!
Posted by: Kim Palmer | January 18, 2011 at 02:06 PM
I like the pond piece, with a little hint of summer in the center, blue scrap of color, water and sky. Watching the snow falling today, waiting to go out and shovel once again....
Posted by: Valerianna | January 18, 2011 at 06:24 AM
Warm at the core, you Are! Love what you're doing! Very poetic. Top image is almost too Perfect.
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a fog is magic, here i am surrounded. tomorrow will be almost 60 and i want summer so. I will refelct on the warmth inside, pond quiet during meditation. Thank you!!!
Posted by: mansuetude | January 18, 2011 at 06:17 AM